Since moving, I’ve been snacking on cheese. Jalapeño Jack, Goat, Manchego. Perhaps this is my effort to be that woman living on her own. The one of stories, the one I could never write. To spend money in bulk, on flavors. A first try to regard the body in the manner I think of the person I love. Happy just to have. After showering, I hold a mug and look for someone doing the same thing by an open window. Settling into the morning, clutching night in a fist. We boldly drink our coffee. Pretending we are without routine.
one dreams his self while he is his self
vaguelooksfromoutbehindherlashes, i am but a shade.
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